"How are you sister?" Mo Yan stepped inside the training ground, her flaming red hair fluttering behind her gallantly. With her emerald green eyes that were similar to Mo Qiang, she pinned her younger sister in place. "It seems like you are getting used to using the things that I left behind."
Mo Yan's eyes fell on the sword that she was given and presented by the Empress for her great performance in the war. This sword had been left behind in the Mo house as she did not think that there was any use of it in the place where she was exiled.
Nor was she allowed to keep weapons with her.
Who would have thought that Mo Li would take this sword and make her —— her own weapon in Mo Yan's absence?
"What are you doing here?" Mo Li's pupils contracted. She knew herself how much she had wronged Mo Yan and was rather terrified upon meeting this sister of hers face to face.
